Someone suddenly surrendered on the battlefield: "Wait a minute, please stop the young emperor, we are willing to pay the price to redeem ourselves."

"Yes, today we are ungrateful and dare to come and provoke the young emperor. Even if we die, we will be blamed. But even ants will survive, let alone us monks? So please give us a way out."

Chen Xinghe hurriedly stopped.

He kept outputting around these people, in the end, just to save a few more ingots. Since the other party is willing to pay the price and reduce the difficulty for him, why not do it?

However, at this moment, a red figure exploded and took action.

It was the popular romance who finally seized the opportunity. When Chen Xinghe settled down, he could use his special tricks.

A bloody smell hits my face.

No matter how strong your defense is, it will be affected when you encounter this bloody smell. Either you die from poisoning or your body of qi and blood are controlled.

Although Chen Xinghe has a strong foundation, he held his breath and tried every means to eliminate the influence, he still felt irritable and uneasy. He seemed to be about to die on the spot. Various thoughts came one after another and could no longer make an accurate judgment on the fighter plane.

This cultivator was able to jump out and fight against the young emperor of Qingtian Sect. Sure enough, he had two tricks. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and came behind Chen Xinghe like a ghost. A magnificent blood blade appeared in his hand, emitting a bloody glow.

Chen Xinghe's head fell down and smashed into the earth and dusted it, which was unbelievable.

How could he lose in a blink of an eye when he was so powerful just now? What a strange blood cultivator, it is really daunting.

However, many people suddenly looked at the side of the popular fried chicken, and their eyes became a little more aware, as if they were saying: "That's the way."

The popular fried chicken was slightly stunned and then was hit by the extreme impact.

The roars came one after another, almost shaking the eardrums. Chen Xinghe came out of the sword from different angles, and he didn't need the Qingtian Sword Domain. He just relied on his later stage of Nascent Soul's body refining cultivation and was thrust hard.

Blood rays surged from the fried chicken, and he was a little at a loss. What was going on? He clearly cut off the other party's head, but why did Chen Xinghe suddenly appear again?

After a while, he guessed that the figure he killed just now was probably a substitute, but the substitute gave him a very real feeling.

"It's really abominable. It seems that Qingtian Sect has worked hard for this young emperor, but it is so difficult to kill."

Chen Xinghe didn't care what this guy was thinking, he was a little short of it just now. If it weren't for the dragon veins that could heal the psychedelics, this life might have been really explained.

It seems that he is still careless. There is heaven beyond heaven and there are people outside of man. He must not relax against any enemy and must always be vigilant.

I didn't expect that building a dragon vein was so useful, but today I actually saved his life. In this way, I wanted to create more ingots to strengthen the dragon vein.

The monks on the opposite side saw Chen Xinghe performing full speed and stood there stupidly and dared not move, because they knew that even if they started to escape now, as long as the other party dealt with the blood cultivator within fifty breaths, they would have the strength to catch up with everyone and kill them.

Of course, this is just the voice of the mid-stage monks in the Nascent Soul stage. Several monks in the crowd looked deserted and had no intention of escaping.

These people have extraordinary eyesight and can always lock in Chen Xinghe's move. The corners of their lips squirmed slightly, as if they were talking to someone.

At this moment, with a loud bang, Chen Xinghe finally cut through the Yinhong Blood Light, causing the popular fried chicken to scream, looking at his chest in disbelief, unable to imagine that he was actually injured.

You should know that the blood cultivator has natural magical powers. As long as the blood does not flow dry, the body will recover again and again, almost immortal.

However, immortality has its limits!

Even though he had a deep accumulation and had tens of millions of people, he provided him with blood every year, but he could not resist Chen Xinghe's killing at a very fast speed.

Every time he breathes, Chen Xinghe would kill this guy more than a thousand times, and after more than twenty breaths, it would take nearly 30,000 times. Even if the blood cultivator is immortal, he has died more than 30,000 times, which has greatly exceeded the limit.

"No!" Blood splattered.

The popular fried chicken never dreamed that someone could kill him, and he was so happy that he had no power to fight back.

Chen Xinghe stood proudly with his sword in his arms, his eyes wandering silently for a moment, and several figures reflected in his eyes.

This popular rooster just taught him a lesson, and his vigilance has increased several times.

Just when he used his sword to kill the popular rooster, he would observe the monks opposite each time he flashed and pass the picture to his mind.

The meditation mantra is supplemented by the Zen realm, and as long as he is willing to spend his time looking back, no details can escape detection.

Among these monks, who are uneasy, who are calm, and who don’t care, is still clear at a glance?

Most monks felt fear of him, but there were a small group of people not only not afraid, but also communicating with someone. There must be other plans behind the scenes. Today's battle is not something that can be ended.

At this moment, Chen Xinghe took out several storage rings at a very fast speed, and crushed them all.

The moment the space shattered, the items in the ring of destruction were about to be destroyed. He suddenly stretched out his right hand to take out more than a dozen ingots and some spiritual materials from it.

The matter is urgent and the real killer has not yet appeared, and there is no time to crack these storage rings, so he can only forcefully take out items that are beneficial to him in order to increase his strength.

However, I couldn't help but complain in my heart that these monks were so poor at least when they were living in Chihuangtian. On average, each person only provided two ingots. By the way, Brother Fried Chicken is not weak, so he shouldn't be so poor, right?

OK! The Cultivator Chihuangtian Yuanying has become a poor household in Chen Xinghe's eyes. In the world, except for him, he dares to think like this, no one else thinks like this.

A blood baby appeared and burst out with a brilliant light and ran away.

Chen Xinghe snorted coldly and curled up Brother Fried Chicken's body instead of chasing the Nascent Soul.

"How did you find out?"

Another Nascent Soul appeared, and I don’t know where I had a flaw.

Chen Xinghe sneered: "A normal Nascent Soul leaves his body and always carves important treasures and runs away. You don't bring anything. Isn't this very suspicious?"

"No, we don't care about other things except blood." Bangziji regretted it! He didn't care about other things except those who have strong power and blood. However, people in the world do not understand blood cultivation, so he forgot about this.

In fact, Chen Xinghe could see the reality and reality at a glance. These Buddha eyes seemed to have become more extraordinary, and he could see the truth and illusion at a glance.

He suddenly said loudly: "The monks on the opposite side hand over the ingots and throw them over. Each person can give out three, and it will be no longer difficult for you."

"Three ingots?" The monks on the opposite side couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Most of them were mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, and the three ingots were acceptable.
Chapter completed!